A/N: Don't own Young Justice or X-Men Evolution

And just when you thought I would skip posting this week... I go all twilight zone on you and update=)

While Wally and Robin snuck off to troll the fair city of Bayville, Megan (as Kitty) reached the top of the stairs. To bump into yet another someone.

"Kitty," the girl said. "I've been looking everywhere for you." She spoke in a slightly exasperated tone. She had auburn hair, with a distinct white streak in the front, and gloves covered her arms up to her elbows.

"Rogue," Megan smiled, glad she could figure out that much from the basic information Kitty had given her.

Rogue's eyebrow quirked up. "Yes," she said, studying the brunette in front of her. "Are you alright?"

"Yes- good, fine, wonderful," Megan's head bobbed. "I'm totally fine."

Rogue narrowed her eyes- but it wasn't entirely out of normal for Kitty to babble like a crazy person. "Good." Rogue ventured. "Because I thought you were about to sneak out to see Lance."

"Lance?" Kitty (who was actually Megan) tilted her head to the side, real innocent like.

"Yeah." Rogue scoffed. Sure Kitty- she could play dumb with almost everyone else, but Rogue knew that was just a cover. "Lance- brown eyes, mullet, lame use of puns?" her voice dwindled off. "The guy you think you're crazy about, who's going to show you life outside the palace walls?" She sarcastically flailed her wrist to her forehead.

Megan/Kitty (who from this point on will just be Megan, I promise- just remember, she looks like Kitty, for now) wrinkled her nose. "The delinquent?" She had a hard time believing Kitty- she- would be infatuated with someone so... greasy.

"Yes. That one." Rogue rolled her eyes. Her arm folded over her chest. "I still don't see why you can't get rid of him and be with someone nice. And sexy. Like Piotr-"

"Piotr- the blacksmith?" Megan blinked. She'd known Pete for awhile, and she knew he did work for the royal family- but she didn't know he was close to the princess.

"Yes. Pete. Come on Kitty- I know you aren't actually this oblivious."

"Right!" Megan nodded. "But what about Conner?"

"Conner?" Rogue snorted. "You two hate each other. Did you get enough sleep last night?" Something was definitely weird here. But then, maybe she'd just thrown her off while she was trying to sneak out. "Unless the two of you made up?"

"Made up!" Megan blushed. Come on Megan! Say something believable! "Yeah we- um- sort of... did that."

"...Good..." Rogue was cautious, but then she was so intent on keeping Kitty away from Sir Grungealot, she would take what she could get. "I'm going to step out for a little bit while you. Collect yourself." Rogue pinned her hair out of her face and ambled toward the stairs.

"Right," Megan said, heading toward 'her' room- before she could prove to anyone else how much she didn't know about herself to anyone else. So I'm in love with a hoodlum, sort of friends with Pete (she would have to ask him about that later) and I don't like my fiance.

"You do... that." Rogue said. She put her hands in the pockets of the black trousers she was wearing Kitty could be a real weirdo sometimes... maybe it was all the bride to be stress. Whatever the case, she would have to keep an extra close eye on her for awhile.

The moment she stepped out of the gate, the sound of a familiar crook greeted her.

"Aye there cherie."

"You following me Remy?" He didn't dissuade her in the least- she kept straight on, down the cobble stone street to the market place.

He shrugged. "Just passing through belle."

"Mhm." she picked up a bright green apple, examining it for bruises. "Just like you were browsing when you blew up that fruit cart last night?" Her brow cocked as she gave the crazy fruit lady a coin.

Remy smirked. That girl knew him. "You cannot prove that had anything to do with me."

"No," She continued to skim through the market. "But we both know it did."

He grinned "Well then- what else do you know about Remy?" He stayed in perfect step with her.

She glared at him. "Do you want to let me shop?"

Normally, he would continue to bug her until she fumed. But today, he stopped walking and let her go. "Have a nice time, chere."

"Oh I will," she called as she passed deeper down the street.

Remy let out a low whistle. That girl. It was at that time that he encountered another girl. Artemis. Arms crossed over her chest, leaned sideways, trying to catch what he was looking at.

"Don't get your hopes up Rems," she said, when she figured out it was Rogue he had his eye on. "You're in over you're head there."

Remy lifted a brow. "How would you know Arty?"

She shrugged. "Rogue and I go way back."

He gave her a quizzical look.

"My dad was friends with the Duchess Raven."

Remy frowned. Why didn't he know this? "Friends like you and I friends- or friends friends?"

"Ew." Artemis wrinkled her nose. "Just friends." she shuddered. "Trust me. You've got your work cut out for you." She said as she made her way down the street.

"I can make it work!" He said after her.

She rolled her eyes. LeBeau. Was there nothing he thought he couldn't charm his way out of? She swaggered up to the little dress shop in search of a certain ginger friend.

"Megan?" She called as she opened the door. There was, in fact, a ginger there. But he was not a she. Her fists planted on her hips. "Can I help you?"

"Sure blondie." the red head- Wally- winked at her. "Where's Megalicious?"

Her eyes narrowed. "One: call me blondie one more time, and I will deck you." She held up a finger, for illustrative purposes. "Two: refer to one of my friends as anything ending with 'licious' ever again, and I will deck you into next Tuesday."

Geez. Attitude.

"Megan!" The door clicked open again. As Zatana peeked in, Robin stood up a little straighter. Zatana glanced at the faces in the small shop. "Where's Megan?" She said, finally focusing on Artemis.

"She took the day off," Megan's uncle, John, said as he entered the back door.

"What?" Artemis said. Okay. That was weird. Megan didn't take days off. Ever. Something was up here... something strange.